Lu Yunze didn't know where he was now, up, down, left and right, and around the world, all over the world.

He moved uncontrollably, his speed getting faster and faster, but there was no reference, only a feeling of a lake, as if he was rushing to a final battlefield.

He passed by for some time, and suddenly, a light appeared in front of him.

What appeared in front of him was the galaxy, the world of heaven and earth, and a huge vortex beyond all common sense!

A seven-colored dragon travels through the world, plunging towards the vortex that transcends common sense.

This scene was beyond what Lu Yunze could understand, and he couldn't even understand what he saw.

Everything that appeared before him transcends all common sense and cognition, is something that is truly something that does not belong to ordinary people.

Lu Yunze's consciousness gradually dissipated with this huge information, as if it would melt into the stars in the next second.

Suddenly, a Tongtian god and demon with twelve true spirit heads and thirty-six arms appeared in the void!

The god and demon were holding a green giant sword on each arm. Although the volume and aura were very different, Lu Yunze still recognized it at a glance.

That is Han Li’s Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword!

Lu Yunze's mind gathered again, and he suddenly realized that his body could move.

Before he could think about it, Lu Yunze turned his head and was about to leave, but the moment he turned his head, he captured a strange aura.

He is open and upright, but also cold and solemn, and has no sympathy for all living things in the world.

Lu Yunze stayed there, motionless.

I don't know how long it took, but he slowly turned his head.

A bottle that looked extremely familiar appeared in the world at some point, and a seven-colored glow spread out at the mouth of the bottle.

Lu Yunze stared at this scene blankly. He had sensed this kind of aura once. It was in the memory of the inner demon, and it was her unique aura.

At this moment, Lu Yunze realized that he was at the end of the second week's timeline, in the huge disaster that almost killed her.

I don’t know how long it took, but the world seemed to be extremely lively.

But Lu Yunze slowly raised his head. Above the world, there was a tree, or some kind of creature, looking down at the world.

Several things that looked like tentacles penetrated into the world, on the demon god who was soaring to the sky, on the seven-colored glow, and on the huge, transcendent, chaotic vortex mixed with all colors.

The seven-colored glow is her, the chaos vortex is her, everyone present... is her.

She is fighting herself?

No! This is...

Lu Yunze wanted to think again, but his consciousness dissipated again uncontrollably.

Suddenly, Lu Yunze seemed to see Han Li, floating in front of a dark-skinned boy, stretched out his hand and moved a small bottle several inches, just to the boy's feet.

"snort!"

A familiar cold snorkeled suddenly in Lu Yunze's mind. In an instant, Lu Yunze suddenly came to his senses. Before he could take a look around, his eyes burst out instantly.

"ah!

!”

The severe pain seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow, as if every inch of the brain was burning violently!

Lu Yunze fell heavily to the ground, like a dying beast, wailing, struggling, rolling on the ground, rolling all over the dust.

"Old Han! Have you heard me speak?"

Lu Yunze shouted loudly, his ears buzzing, and a stream of warm liquid flowed out of his ears, his nose, and his eyes that had exploded.

He wanted to continue speaking, but as soon as he made a sound, he couldn't help vomiting a large pool of blood.

He knelt on the ground like a disrepaired faucet, spewing scarlet liquid one after another.

"Old Han..." Lu Yunze struggled, accompanied by the smell of blood and pain, and spoke stubbornly.

"I was wrong...I got it wrong...You shouldn't have that little bottle! It's the future you sent it to you!"

"He thought it was his own meaning, he thought he was still free! But everything he experienced was a timeline set by the small bottle, controlled by her, and set by her!"

Lu Yunze wanted to get up from the ground, but the blood was too slippery, so he couldn't get up, and was slid by his own blood again and again.

"That little bottle is the key... Did you hear it?! That little bottle is the key! That thing was given to you by her!"

"I made a mistake! There has never been any Heavenly Lord Han Li! It has been her since the beginning! It has always been her!"

"The first week, the second week... all behind her! It was her who gave the bottle to Han Li's past through Han Li's hand! Everything was planned! She just wanted a Han Li with the bottle to kill the person who wanted to replace her!"

"No matter how many times you do it again! No matter how many times you have restarted, Han Li will definitely send the bottle to another Han Li!"

"Han Li is just her tool. Everything is only under her from the beginning, and only under the control of that little bottle! Do you understand?"

"Old Han! That bottle is the key! Have you heard what I said?"

"Old Han, you speak!"

In the empty cave, only Lu Yunze's hysterical voice echoed. The sound gradually lengthened and changed tone, and finally turned into strange and low sobs, like a lonely ghost with no way out, wailing in sorrow.

After a while, a sigh rang in Lu Yunze's ear.

The familiar voice said calmly:

"Why are you doing this?"

...

Han Li's eyes were stunned. For some reason, the originally clear memory seemed a little confused, as if it was separated by a thick piece of frosted glass, which was not real.

"Senior Han...Senior Han!"

Han Li suddenly came to his senses, and a woman in front of him looked pretty but with bright eyes was looking at him in confusion.

"Senior Han, what's wrong? But what's wrong with this formation?"

Han Li blinked and looked at her in confusion.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Han, why are you suddenly stunned? Could it be that there is still something wrong with this formation being broken?"

Another middle-aged monk who looked familiar also came over and asked, with a look of worry on his face.

Han Li looked at them and suddenly remembered.

A few months ago, he was invited by his friend Jin Qing to break the formation and explore the treasure.

Now all the formations outside the formation have been cracked, and only the last layer of formation is left, which can be broken at any time.

"I worried several fellow Taoists, but Han was just a little distracted." Han Li said with a smile.
Chapter completed!